Alex Gaskarth/OC smut

Rated R

Can I have an Alex imagine where you guys are cuddling on the couch watching TV while it storms & the power goes out, so you light candles & he gives you a massage & then you two have sex?

"Alex, come on!" You called as he closed the microwave. Alex appeared in the living room with a bowl of popcorn and a beer and a root beer for you. You had always preferred soda over alcohol. He sat beside you and placed the stuff on the table, opening your drinks. You took a sip and ate some popcorn as your favorite show started. It was a "Sleep over" marathon running until the morning. You curled up beside him in your pajamas and fuzzy slippers as he sat in his pajamas pants only. A light rain tapping at the windows as the sky darkened. Four hours and four episodes in and you've gone through a small tub of ice cream, a bag of popcorn, three drinks and some sandwiches. You and Alex talked excitedly as you watched the credits roll, waiting for the next episode. You were so engrossed in your show that you didn't realize the rain had gotten worse. Just as the next episode started to play a bright white lightning flickered outside, lighting up the room. As the flash disappeared so did the lights in the house.

"Shit," Alex whispered and stood up, he made his way to the window, careful not to run into anything.

"All of the lights are out in the area." He said as he saw everyone's lights were off in their houses as well as the street lights.

"But the show, we're missing it." You whined. Alex chuckled.

"We'll have to find something else to do, but first we need some light." Alex said, walking over to a small closet near the kitchen archway, he opened the door and grabbed some candles and a lighter. Alex set them on the table and lit them, placing some around the room too.

"But what are we supposed to do now?" You pouted. Alex leaned in toward you, placing his soft lips against yours. He ghosted his hands down your sides, gripping onto the hem of your shirt and pulling it over your head.

"Give me a massage?" You grinned playfully, Alex let out a quiet sigh. You smiled at how impatient he was when it came to sex but you continued to prolong the teasing, knowing it made him want you even more. You turned around so that your back was facing Alex as his hands rubbed up your back and gripped your shoulders. He gripped and released your skin, working out the tension in your muscles. His hands caressed your shoulders, leaving passionate kisses where his gentle touch had been. Alex kissed your neck, pulling you against him and rubbing your breasts, his fingers gently pinching your nipples. You let out a soft moan and leaned your head back onto his shoulder, closing your eyes. You felt his hand travel down your stomach and slip into your pants, his finger slowly rubbing your clit.

"Oh Alex," you moaned quietly. Alex picked up speed, rubbing more fiercely and inserting a finger inside of you as his other hand continued to rub your breast.

"Fuck, fuck Alex!" You cried out, nearing your peak. Alex stopped suddenly, catching you by surprise. You whined and squirmed around, begging for his touch again but he had another idea. Alex stood up and left the room, leaving you confused and impatient on the couch. He came back with a tray of strawberries and whipped cream. You rose an eyebrow as he got in front of you, kissing your lips, leaning you back onto the couch. Alex pulled away and slipped a finger in your pants, pulling them off slowly as his finger ran down your thigh. Once you were undressed, Alex reached over to grab a strawberry. He held the leaves and placed it in his mouth, gently sucking on it before placing it against your stomach. You flinched at the cold touch of the fruit, Alex traced it up your abdomen and up between your breasts before stopping at your collar bones. He picked it up and traced around your bottom lip with the cool tip of the strawberry before you took a bite of it. Alex popped the rest in his mouth and put the leaves on the tray.

He leaned down and kissed you passionately, his elbows on the couch on either side of your head as he stroked your hair. His lips still tasting of strawberry. You ran your hands up his slightly hairy chest and into his messy brown hair, deepening the kiss. Alex pulled away again, picking up the can of whipped cream.

"What are you doing with that?" You asked as you watched him scoot lower on the couch, resting with his head just above your area. Alex shushed you and smirked, shaking up the can and trailing whipped cream along your clit, up to your stomach where he wrote his name is perfect, fluffy white cursive. You giggled at the cold, light touch of the cream as Alex continued to draw circles on your nipples.

"Alex," You giggled. He smiled and started from the bottom, licking his way up, tongue trailing the whipped cream. You moaned quietly as his mouth ran over your clit up to your breasts. Alex licked off the cream from your nipples, leaving soft bites behind as well. You grabbed the can and squirted some whipped cream on his face, laughing.

"Hey!" Alex laughed. You pushed him backward, so that you were now on top of him and you kissed the cream away. Alex leaned up and licked some leftover on your lips.

"Ew, Alex," you laughed, pushing away from him. He grabbed you and pulled you back, crushing his lips to yours. His tongue sliding into your mouth and wrestling yours. You pulled away and slid your hand into his pants, tracing a finger along his erected shaft. Alex let out a deep breath and pushed you onto your back again. He took of his pants and practically threw them across the room. He grabbed your legs and pulled you closer to him as he stood on his knees on the couch. His eyes locked on yours, his member teasingly close to your entrance. You grabbed the back of his head, pulling him down to your face and kissed him roughly,

"Fuck me, Gaskarth." You commanded. Alex let out a turned on growl and shoved himself inside of you. You screamed out, clenching your your fists in pleasure. Alex gripped your thighs tightly, leaving behind a numb sting. He grunted and groaned as sweat began to bead on his forehead, dripping down his face and chest. Your skin began to shine with sweat too as he roughly slammed into you, rocking your body and the couch.

"Alex! Shit," you cried out clawing at his back leaving behind red marks.

"Fuck Y/N" Alex growled at the slight pain from your nails. But it turned him on, He grabbed your hips, crushing them beneath his hands and pulled you closer, slamming you into him. Alex's length hit your g-spot and you screamed out his name, your hands grasping at the air above your head.

"Fuck baby, I'm so close!" You moaned. Alex leaned down, smashing his lips to yours again, biting at your bottom lip. Sweat slowly slid down your faces and dripped onto your bodies.

"Y/N, fuck, shit!" Alex grunted in your ear. You panted hard, digging your nails into his shoulders as you came. Alex hit his orgasm shortly after, spilling his warm seed on your stomach. Just as you reached your peak, and screamed out in pleasure, lightning struck outside the window, lighting up the room with a bright white flash. All of the lights in the house came on again. The TV flashed back on, three episodes had passed.

"Best night ever." You breathed with a smile. Alex chuckled and kissed you, laying his head on your chest.